Mysterious Taixu God Emperor

"cough!"

The offensive was broken, and Tang Hu spurted out a mouthful of blood, but there was a smile on his face, and he did not feel ashamed because he lost to someone with a lower cultivation base than himself.

"Thank you for your mercy!"

Tang Shan nodded, and madly rose up with unbridled aura.

The eyes of the disciples watching the battle were full of fanaticism. They completely forgot Tangshan's identity and shouted the voice of the strong.

"Am I qualified now!" Tang Shan asked as he walked to the seventh elder.

The seventh elder's face was a little unsightly, but he also said: "Enough!"

Tang Shan's words changed, his eyes were sharp, and he stared at the seventh elder: "Since you are qualified, then I will challenge you!"

The seventh elder was stunned, full of disbelief: "What did you say?"

"I want to challenge you!" Tang Shan said again, neither humble nor arrogant.

The entire front yard was silent and full of silence.

"What? Are you afraid?"

The seventh elder's uncertain face was a little ugly. He didn't expect Tangshan to be so arrogant and arrogant to challenge himself.

257 What about Titled Douluo!

"You can have arrogant relatives, but don't be too lofty, the seventh brother is a titled Douluo existence, don't ask for trouble!" The leader of the elder said in a low voice.

The seventh elder's gloomy and uncertain face poured out ruthlessly, and said slightly gloomily: "Big brother! This son defies the rules of the door, and we must show him some color."

"Humph!" Tang Xiao snorted coldly to vent his dissatisfaction, but did not dare to say it.

"It means you agreed, right?" Tang Shan narrowed his eyes at the seventh elder, not caring that he was a Titled Douluo.

"How can I not punish someone who is so arrogant and dare to provoke the rules!"

"But don't worry, you are at the [-]th level. I will reduce my cultivation to [-]%, and you can also use the twin martial arts you have done!"

Hearing this, Tang Shan shook his head: "No need! Thirty percent is too low, but five percent is good! Otherwise, if you lose in the end, wouldn't you make an excuse to say that you only used thirty percent of your cultivation?"

The elder in the lead looked at the two who were about to quarrel again and sighed: "You two should stop arguing, it's [-]%!"

"Five... [-]%!" The seventh elder said abruptly, and his voice and shadow were trembling.

For a time, everyone's eyes looked at them, especially the elders. They felt the fear from the voice of the seventh elder.

At this time, the seventh elder was also complaining. He originally thought that even if he used [-]% of his cultivation, Tang Shan would be beaten to death, but suddenly a muffled voice sounded in his mind.

"Fifty percent!" These two words alone gave him an irresistible power, as if facing the sky, he was very afraid.

The corners of Tang Shan's mouth rose. Others didn't know what was going on, but he was very clear. He jumped up and stood in the center.

The soul power of the whole body rose to the sky, and the roots of the blue silver grass were like sturdy arms flying in the sky.

The seventh elder was still a little scared by the sound and shadow from before, but the hatred of the loss of his son saw Tang Shan put up a fighting posture, and his anger rushed to his brain for a moment.

Step by step towards Tangshan, the momentum of the whole body increased by [-]% like a mountain, forcing the surrounding disciples to breathe extremely difficult.

"Elder Seven, how about we make a bet!" Tang Shan looked at Elder Seven with a smile.

"What are you gambling?"

Tang Shan looked at the seventh elder and said lightly: "If I win this competition, what should I do?"

"You win?" The seventh elder seemed to have heard the biggest joke, and his face was a little grim: "You can't win!"

"Hehe, don't be so confident, what if I really won?"

"Whatever you say!" The seventh elder waved his hand indifferently, not believing that he would lose at all.

Tang Shan said in a deep voice, "If I win, I can't stop me from recognizing my ancestors and returning to my ancestors!"

The seventh elder didn't care what Tang Shan said and nodded casually: "What should I do if I lose!"

"you say!"

A vicious look emerged, staring at Tang Shan: "If you lose, never return to the sect, and hand over the Haotian Hammer Martial Spirit to the sect!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a roar, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that the seventh elder was definitely not something Tangshan could resist with his [-]% cultivation, and his bet was so cruel.

Tang Xiao finally couldn't sit still, and said in a low voice: "Seventh elder, he is just a disciple, the ownership of the martial spirit is not something you can decide!"

The seventh elder ignored Tang Xiao and kept staring at the smiling Tang Shan in front of him.

"I promise you!"

"Wow!"

A tidal wave of discussions erupted.

"As expected of Tang Hao's son, he is so courageous."

"What's the matter with courage, it is futile in the face of absolute strength."

"Alas, such a good seedling actually perished under my witness."

Tang Xiao looked at Tangshan and frowned: "Tangshan..."